wispfox

Today is a day that I would much rather be outside.

It's got the brisk wind which feels like autumn, and has some sun, unlike this morning. It's cool, but not cold. It makes me wish I knew how to hang glide. Or could somehow fly on my own, like a swallow, catching air currents and swooping and gliding around in the way that they do that always seems like so much fun.

Or climb a tree, which my wrists won't let me do, and there's not any climbing trees nearby anyway. But if I could climb a tree, I could be up high and feel the wind and the tree swaying in the wind and feel both protected by the tree and free.

Or go to a park and walk around a lot, and hope I don't get too lost (it's hard, having simultaneous desire to wander around lots and knowing how easily I get lost). But wandering. And park. And trees and grass and water. And wind and birds.

Or be in a hammock or a porch swing, so I can at least move with the breeze, and read or just watch everything around me.

There's just the hint of energy and power, like a far away thunderstorm. The wind is brisk enough that I could believe it, but it's too far away for me to believe it'll happen today, if at all. I _like_ thunderstorms... *wistful*